my wife helps me by doing a bachelor party

I can't believe it happened, but it did. It all started out so innocently that I just never saw it coming. We had just moved to Marietta, only been on the job two weeks.

Several of the guys at the plant wanted to stop for a beer after work, so I went with them. Good chance to get to know my fellow workers, I thought.

We had been sitting at the bar joking and talking about girls when the subject of the supervisors impending marriage came up. The guys wanted to do something special for him. A bachelor party. Each of the guys were enthusiastic, and plans were soon being formed. John said he knew someone in the liqueur business, he'd get the booze. Fred's uncle manages a Red Roof Inn, and he would get the Presidential Suite. Chuck, a big burly tattooed, ex-biker, said he could arrange decorations.

John looked at me and said, "How about you arranging the entertainment? We'll all pitch in, and get a dancer! You scout the tittie bars and price one, try not to spend over three hundred dollars, okay?"

"Desperately wanting to fit in at my new job, I immediately agreed. Later, on the ride home, I realized that my wife, Sherry, would not be happy about me going to a bunch of strip clubs, propositioning girls.

Regardless of the reason.

Sherry and I had been married only six months, She would be real mad.

"Look baby, I couldn't do any of the other things for the party. Hell, you can go with me to find a dancer! Would that be cool?" I begged.

"No! I wouldn't be caught dead in a place like that! And neither would you, at least that is what I thought. Now you're telling me that you are going to cruise these joints for a stripper for the boss's party! I don't think so! Not if you want to sleep with me ever again!" She snarled.

"Baby, I've got to! This stupid party could mean the difference between me being accepted by my co-workers or not! Christ, don't be so jealous." I begged.

"What does this, this, this stripper do at the party?" She asked, her eyes now narrow slits.

"I don't know. I guess she pops out of a cake and dances around the bachelor, or something like that." I answered, really not sure what she did.

"How much did you say the guys are going to pay this bimbo, if you find one?" She asked, her tone dropping one note on the anger scale.

Hell are you thinking?" I sputtered, beginning to get the direction of her conversation.

"Look Barry. We could really use the money, and if All I have to do is dance around in a bikini, then why not? You are the one that keeps insisting that I wear that thong thing you got me. Here's your chance to show me off a little and make some money besides. How about it?" She asked, already spending the money in her mind.

"Well, I guess we could. We'd have to come up with a story about where I met you and all... I don't know. If those guys get rough I wouldn't be able to help you without blowing the whole deal and my job too. Have you thought about that?" I answered, afraid she was serious.

Sure, I had gotten her a thong, she has a great body. But getting her a thong and wanting my co-workers to ogle her and talk dirty to her was a different animal altogether.

It seemed, for the moment at least, that I had to go along with her idea. So I agreed.

*

At work the next day, I told the guys that I had a girl lined up and that three-hundred would be fine. John told me, that before I made a firm deal with the girl, he wanted to go see her dance, or at least see a video of her act.

I was in a panic, I told him I would tell her and make plans.

"Sherry didn't blink an eye when I told her of the set back. She looked me right in the eye and said, Well rent a camera, let's get it over with."

At work the next day I told John that the girl had said she would come over to my place and let me make the video.

"Great! Can't wait to see it! Be sure to get close ups of her knockers for me." He ordered.

"Her knockers! What do you mean?" I asked.

"She's a stripper ain't she? I want to see her tits. You know her boobs. Why did you think we wanted to hire a stripper?" He asked me as though I were an idiot.

"Sherry the whole deal's off. John wants to see the girl's breast in the video. I'll have to go find a dancer tonight, the parties tomorrow night." I told my wife.

"You don't have time. I started this, I'll finish it. Get the camera at Easy Rental, I reserved it for you. I'll give John his show. Hurry, get it, I'll be dressing." She told me, turning and leaving me starring after her with my jaw slack.

On the drive to the rental place I pondered the idea of my wife topless in front of the guys. I can't in all honesty say that the idea bothered me a lot. I did like showing her off at the beach and at the pool. If it didn't bother her why should it bother me?

Arriving home, I found my wife very busy hanging a sheet for a backdrop, cueing music for her debut, and looking incredible! She was wearing the thong. Her ass spilled from the thing! One small strip of material ran up the crack of her ass, only a small patch covered her pussy, which she had obviously shaved nearly bare, and her breast bulged out of the tiny top.

I had to admit that she was hot! She is a beautiful girl with large, very large breast, trim waist and a wonderful heart shaped ass. She looked fine and I knew that John would be suitably impressed.

I hooked the camera up and began shooting as she danced around the room. She swayed and strained with the beat putting on quite a show! I could feel my erection start and reached down to re-arrange things.

Sherry was doing things I had never seen her do! She bent over and shook her huge bust at the camera, turned so that her ass filled the viewfinder and spanked herself, causing her flesh to tremble in a very provocative way.

When the second song started she boldly reached behind herself and undid her top. With a quick move the top disappeared and her delicious breast swung free. The pink nipples began to harden and she cupped each breast offering it to the camera, and whoever was watching her performance.

When she was done, we made love like it was the first time! She had managed to make me hotter in ten minutes in front of the camera then in the few short months of our marriage! I couldn't wait for John to see the video, I knew he'd be pleased.

During the lunch break at work, all of us guys gathered in the meeting room and screened the video of Sherry.

John said she'd do, Fred said he'd love to see her snatch and asked if she'd get completely naked at the party, and Chuck said if she did he was going to give her an extra fifty to blow him!

I had hardly expected this type of reaction! These guys were talking as though they expected her to make love to them. I explained to the boys that sex had not been part of the deal I had made. They each told me they knew that, but that that part of the deal was always made at the party, and that the girl knew the score, not to worry.

I tried to call Sherry, but never got her on the line. We were to take the boss to the local watering hole and then to the motel. Sherry was to be in the cardboard cake in the room, waiting for us to arrive. I was in a panic. She had no idea what was coming, and I had no way to warn her.

My heart stayed in my throat as we threw down several rounds of drinks at the bar. Barry, the supervisor and the soon to be groom was in a partially festive mood, anxious to continue the party at the motel. Our limo driver helped the group into the limo and off we went.

Upon entering the room, Barry ran to the cake and began tapping on the side, asking if anyone was home. Sherry , of course said nothing. She was to appear only when the music started. More drinks were passed around and finally, two hours into the party, John turned on the stereo and cranked up the volume.

The top of the cake few open, balloons cascaded upward to the ceiling.

When the balloons cleared, there stood Sherry. She was breathtaking. Her long blonde hair framing her lovely features. Her breast heaved with heavy breathing, caused from her nerves, I'm sure.

The men began to chant immediately. "Take it off! Take it off!"

I could see the fear in Sherry's face as she realized that the guys were quickly getting out of control. Being a trooper she began to dance about the room, pushing each down into a sitting position. She told them it was one of her rules.

She moved from one guy to the next, dancing for each one.

All of the guys tried to touch her legs, breast and ass, but she fended them off easily.

Finally John brought Barry to the center of the room, sat him in a chair and told Sherry to dance for the groom. He also told her to make it a real special dance and winked, slipping fifty dollars into her garter.

Sherry looked at me for help, but I couldn't step in now.

It would ruin me at the plant. Instead I smiled at her and nodded for her to dance.

She smiled back, a nervous, scared smile and began to sway to the music.

"No! Dance closer to him, and how bout taking off that top?" John chided her.

Sherry continued to dance and slowly reached back releasing the clasp on her top. Her breast burst into view amid the whistles and hoots of the guys. Barry sat smiling, starring at my wife's exposed chest. Each time she got close to him, he would reach out and grab at her.

Finally tired from the constant struggle, and realizing what was expected of her, she let him stroke her ass, legs and finally her tits. Barry pulled her closer and sucked her left nipple deep into his mouth, gripping her ass with both hands. Suddenly he pulled at the fabric and ripped her bottoms all but off.

Sherry nearly panicked, but John stepped in and began to whisper to her. I couldn't hear what he said, but I saw him slip more money into her garter and smile. Sherry looked at me and with a shrug slipped the suit off, then straddled the groom's lap and began to undulate against him, shoving her boobs into his face.

The guys went wild and began yelling off color remarks about her exposed flesh. Barry also went wild, but in a very different way. Gripping her ass with one hand he slipped the other hand over her cunt and shoved two fingers into her. Sherry's eyes flew open at the intrusion, but she continued to dance for the soon to be married man.

After the dance, Sherry was told to remain naked, and talk to the guys. They began to feed her drinks, very strong drinks. I told them we really shouldn't get her drunk, but they brushed me away and continued. It seemed that only a few drinks had passed when Sherry began to dance again. This time however; Sherry was much more open and touched herself for the pleasure of the guys. Soon she was allowing each of the guys to finger her and suck on her breast as she danced about the group.

John approached me and told me he had agreed to pay her an extra hundred for taking off the pants, and he thought she would go further if we raised the stakes.

"Are you in?" He asked.

"How much further can she go John? I mean she's naked and letting us finger her!" I asked.

"If each of us chip in fifty more bucks, I'm sure she'll let us do anything we want to her! Are you game, or are you lame?" The threat to my job obvious.

"You mean you think she will go to bed with all of us?" I asked incredulously.

"Sure! Probably give a few blow jobs too! Can we count on you?" He pressed.

Against the wall I had no choice but to say, "Sure I'm in. Let's party."

John gathered the money from the other guys and pulled Sherry aside. I could see his lips moving as he whispered to her and stroked her right breast. Sherry looked over his shoulder at me, and then shook her head yes!

As John arranged a mattress on the floor, I slid in next to Sherry and asked her if she really wanted to do this?

"No! But what choice do I have? If you had had the balls you would have stopped this earlier. I'm stuck now! He paid me over six hundred so far and a promise for more if I do good. I can't back out!" She whispered.

"What are you supposed to do?" I asked.

"Here, play with my tits while we're talking or the guy's will think you're gay or something. I'm supposed to lay the groom right here in the middle of the room and then screw each one of these jerks! Got any ideas?" She asked, her eyes betraying her drunken state.

"No, not really. I don't want you to do this though. Are you drunk?" I asked.

"You don't want me too! That's a laugh! Fucking A I'm drunk. How else do you expect me to get through this?

Sherry said, turning and leaving me starring at her ass as she left me.

John rushed up to her, giving her another drink.

"Ready for the party to start sweet cheeks! Barry get over here for one last great piece of ass before you tie the knot.'

Sherry dropped to her knees in front of the groom to be and began to unbuckle and unzip his pants. Barry himself, nearly ripped his shirt off, aiding Sherry in her search for his nudity.

Sherry tugged his pants till they lay in a pile at his feet. The guys cheering the whole time. She then reached up and slid his shorts to the ground. Looking up, her breath caught as she saw his large hard cock. Whatever Barry lacked in brains he made up for in fuck meat. His prick stood out hard and proud, extending a full nine inches from his groin.

I noticed the glazed look come over her, almost as if she were in a trance. She licked her lips slowly and then reached up for Barry's hard fuck stick. I felt my stomach roll as she gently cupped his balls with one hand and stroked the hard length of his prick with the other.

With a quick look at me, she moved forward and took the head of his organ into her pretty mouth. I heard her moan as her tongue circled the head of his cock. Barry reached down and filled his hands with her yielding tit flesh, throwing back his head and howling his pleasure.

It took all my self control to stand and watch the lewd scene before me. I had just about decided to put a stop to this when Barry's legs began to jerk. He grabbed two handfuls of her hair, held her head to him and shot what must have been a quart of cum into her mouth. Sherry gagged and tried to pull back, but he wouldn't hear of it. He continued to climax for what seemed an eternity, finally dropping to the mattress drunk and exhausted.

Sherry, finally free, fell back with white drops of male cream clinging to her cheeks and chin. She no sooner hit the mattress, than the whole group fell on her. Grabbing tits, ass and cunt. John pushed the other two guys away, announcing he was first. He pulled his cock free through the zipper opening and forced his weight between her legs. I could tell the minute of penetration as Sherry's eyes flew open in surprise.

John wasted no time in foreplay, slamming again and again into her tender quim. I stepped forward to pull him off, and was actually reaching for him, when he howled and slammed into her one last time. His buttocks flexing with his orgasm. I looked into Sherry's eyes. She was trying to hold back the tears, but I could read the fear.

Fred was next, forcing John from between her legs. Fred stood, taking the time to drop his own trousers, and stare at Sherry's exposed cunt.

I couldn't believe my ears, she was enjoying this! As I stepped forward to whisper to her, Chuck moved in front of me and rubbed his large cock on her face, encouraging her to take him into her mouth.

Sherry turned her head toward him and engulfed the head of his short, very fat cock into her mouth. The sucking sounds she made as she chomped on his prick with relish, made me feel dizzy.

My wife, of only a few months, was turning into a crazed slut right in front of my eyes!

Fred slammed and thrashed about on her supine body until finally with a flourish of hard jabs, he too came into her cunt. Chuck immediately took his place between her legs and placed his prick at the entrance to her pussy.

I continued to watch Sherry as she took each guy a second time, myself unable to gain an erection, I told the guys I didn't want to cheat on my wife.

In all she was fucked seven times and gave four blow jobs to completion.

She seemed satisfied with her night work, and asked John to drive her home. I left shortly after they did, driving in the dark silence of night. I wasn't sure how I'd be able to forgive her. I knew I loved her, but she had enjoyed every thing that had happened that night. Not really the kind of woman I had had in mind when I married her.

Pulling up to the house, I was more than a little surprised to see John's car still in my drive.

"That's it! Enough of this shit!" I thought, slamming on my parking brake and jumping from the car.

"No job is worth this!" I shouted as I marched into the house, ready to throw John out on his keester.

Sherry was kneeling between his legs as he sat nude on the couch. She was leisurely munching on his soft cock.

"Hi! What took you so long old buddy? Hope you don't mind but we couldn't wait for you to get here, so we fucked already, and Sherry is just cleaning me up. She told me the whole story on the ride home. Kinda funny don't you think? Anyway, as long as I can keep coming over when I'm in need of a little pussy, I'll keep your little secret.

How's that sound?" John said, with a twinkle in his well fucked eyes.

"Sounds shitty! Get the fuck out of my house!" I yelled.

"Not so fast honey! I'm not through cleaning up our guest. I did all this for you, don't blow it now! I kinda liked all the guy's attention, and what's a little sex between friends? Besides, you might even get a raise for getting such a good dancer for the boss. You didn't fuck me all night, why don't you come over here and get some now?" She purred around the large cock shaft in her mouth. Pausing to lick at the bulbous head and to tickle his balls with her tongue.

"You know man, this woman is too hot for any one man to tame. Why don't you just be glad that you have such a hot lady and be glad to share with your friends? You know we have lots of parties at the office, and I'm sure the two of you can use the money. We had already been thinking about hiring Sherry to surprise the big boss with a blow job under his desk for his birthday that is before I found out she's your wife. What do you say?" John announced.

"Honey, let me phrase it for you a different way. If you want to stay married to me, then you'll go along with this. If you can't deal with it, then John will find someone to do your job, and I'll go on without you. Now what do you think?" Sherry threatened.

"I guess I have no choice." I stammered.

"Good! Now get over here and fuck me while I suck you friends dick dry!" Sherry smiled.

I stood watching my beautiful wife as she licked John's cock and began to unbutton my shirt, "She is a very sexy lady!" I thought.

Sherry's eyes lit up. She turned her face up to John's and asked, "Do you think any of the other guys would like to come over? I was, after all hired for the night, wasn't I?"

Fortunately, John was sexually exhausted, and begged off from any further sexual activity that night. He sat, rubbing his wilted, well fucked cock while I took my pleasure with my wife. Occasionally he would direct the action, asking me to face her this way or that, so that he could see my cock plunging into her sweet pussy. I found his watching, and his comments quite exciting, as did Sherry!

After John left Sherry and I talked late into the night.

Neither of us wanted for her to participate in any more parties, but we both liked John, and decided to allow him to visit us on occasion. We did feel pressure from his threat to expose us at the plant, but even more we found that we had truly enjoyed sharing our love making with him.

John continued to visit once, and sometimes twice a week.

We would sit and talk, watch Sherry dance, or just relax and let her suck and lick our hard cocks. Then we would take turns sliding into her until we were exhausted.

Usually twice each.

Last Wednesday however; a new wrinkle was added! John called and asked if could come over Tuesday night. Sherry told him she would be glad to have him visit, and that she had bought some new negligee she wanted him to see.

Nothing was mentioned at work on Monday, and only a short, "see you guys tonight" as we left work Tuesday.

Sherry seemed happy, anticipating his arrival as she busied herself in the kitchen preparing our dinner. After eating, we enjoyed several glasses of wine, Sherry leaning lovingly against me. She had laid out the new outfits on the bed and ask my suggestion as to what she should wear. I settled on a white, see through teddy with tiny French style panties. While she was dressing, the doorbell rang.

"I'll get it Hon! You take your time dressing, I'll entertain your guest till you're ready." I shouted.

"Okay! You guys turn down the light, I'll put on a show for you both!" She answered.

I was surprised to see, upon opening the door, that John was not alone this time. Barry, my boss, and the man we had the party for, the first man other than myself to have sex with Sherry, was with him.

"Hello John, what's up?" I asked, not sure why he would bring Barry. He knew we had agreed not to involve anyone else.

"Hello. I know that we have an agreement, but Barry really enjoyed the party we gave him and his marriage is already getting stale. I thought, well I thought Sherry might entertain all of us tonight." He answered.

Taking his cue Barry was quick to speak up: "I know that you probably aren't happy about this, I mean me coming along. Look my wife and I don't get along. I know we've only been married a few weeks, but mistakes can be made, and it looks like I made a big one. I'm lonely, and can't get sex at home.

I need a new area supervisor, with a twenty percent raise in base pay, a company car, and bonuses. I thought we might be able to work something out. I'm not offering to buy sex with you wife, but if I could, say come over once a week or so, well, I do need that area supervisor. What do you say?" He asked.

"I'll have to talk it over with Sherry. Why don't you guys come back in say, an hour? I'll let you know then." I said, shocked at the deal he had offered.

"Who was that? Where did they go?" Sherry asked.

I explained the whole deal to her, careful to let her know that I didn't want her to do anything that she wasn't comfortable with.

One hour later, to the minute, the doorbell rang again.

This time I allowed the men to come in and asked them to have a seat in the living room. I fixed us all drinks, then without answering their earlier question, turned down the lights, and turned up the music.

Sherry came from the bedroom, looking ravishing! She danced about the room in the see through teddy, her large breast visible through the thin gauzy material. As the song ended she walked over to Barry, took his hand and led him into the bedroom, closing the door behind them.

"Gosh! She is really beautiful! You have to be the luckiest Area Supervisor I know!" Smiled John.

"Yeah, I know! She wanted to be alone with him the first time.

After this, we'll all party together." I said, staring at the bedroom door.

"Okay, sure, fine. I know Barry ain't shy. He begged me to get in touch with the girl from the party. He said he had never had such a good blow job, and that she had the tightest pussy ever! I fended him off as long as I could.

I hope you're not mad at me for telling him? I mean, now that he knows, and you're an Area Supervisor, you really have no reason to let me keep coming over, but I sure would like too." John babbled.

"John, Sherry and I really like you as a friend, not just for the sex. I'm sure she will still want to see you.

We've gotten used to all this now, and I think if we stopped, we would actually miss it!" I smiled.

At that moment the bed began to creak and rattle and I knew that Barry was slamming that huge cock of his into Sherry. She had agreed to the deal, but not so much for the raise and promotion, as the fact she remembered how large his prick was. I remembered how her eyes had glazed over when she first saw it and knew when I saw that same look tonight that she was all for the deal. I could hear her moans coming from the bedroom, I knew she was close to her first climax.

"Sounds like he's really giving it to her! Oh, I'm sorry man, I hope you don't mind? John said.

"Are you kidding? I love that woman, and you were right!

It takes more than one man to satisfy her. I don't mind sharing, as long as I get it as often as I want." I replied, actually feeling a little sad at the sound of obvious pleasure with Barry. She never cried out like that with me or John."

*

John and I sat for three hours in the living room listening to the sounds of passion emanating from the bedroom. Finally Barry emerged with a large grin, a hearty handshake and congratulations on my new job. He then turned to John and told him they needed to go, his wife would be calling the police to report a missing person if they didn't get back soon.

John only shrugged his shoulders at me, shook hands and said he'd see us next week.

Rushing to the bedroom, I found Sherry leaning back against the headboard, smoking and smiling.

"I think I like this new deal a lot! He's really good in bed and now we will have the money to buy that new car you want!" She beamed.

"Look I know the money will come in handy, but don't fall in love with the guy! I don't mind telling you, I'm a little bit jealous!" I told her.

"Oh God! Don't be silly! I love you Hon, and I always will. It's just that his cock is really large and it feels good inside me. It's just sex! Now come over here and fuck me the way I really like it. Is John still here?

Did he want to play too?" She asked, her large pink-

nippled breast calling me to her side.

"No, John had to go. I do love you so much. Let me turn off the video camera first, then we can make love." I answered.

"You videoed the bedroom while we were doing it? She asked.

"You bet! If I'm not in the room, I want a video of it.

Is that okay with you." I asked.

"Sure! Let's watch the video while we play. I'll suck your cock for you while you use the vibrator on me." She smiled that sexy smile of hers.

We laid on the bed watching Barry plow his huge prick into Sherry's snatch, and made love till early in the morning. It seemed that Sherry got hot each time she saw his cock slip into her.

"How often do you think he'll come over? She asked.

"I don't know, often enough I'd guess." I said, beginning to get irritated with her obsession for Barry's dick.

My new job started the next day. Barry asked John to drive my car home for me so that I could pick up the company car at the dealer. When I arrived home, the house was quiet except for the sounds of heated lovemaking in the bedroom. I entered quietly and masturbated while watching Sherry atop John riding his prick to orgasm.

Shortly after they finished, John called a cab, and kissing Sherry's pussy goodnight left us alone.

I explained to her the job required some light travel. I was expected to visit the dealers in the southern part of the state and would be out of town two or three nights a week. She promised to video any visitors that came by while I was gone and asked that if I got horny on the road, that I video any sexual activity I might have.

*

After an uneventful week of learning my new job, I left town the next Monday to begin my road work. I enjoyed meeting my new customers and the day seemed to fly by.

That evening in the room I decided to call Sherry and tell her of the day's events. The phone rang several times before she answered, slightly out of breath. I asked her what she was doing and she said...

"Well right now, Barry is licking my cunt! It feels so good! I've had one climax already and he says he wants to taste me cum again! John came over for lunch and seemed to enjoy himself in my pussy. You don't mind if I play while you're out of town do you?" She purred.

"No, I don't mind, just be sure and video it all for me.

You did, didn't you?" I asked, my heart pounding in my chest.

"Yes, I did and I am right now! Oh wait Honey. That's it Barry slide it into me real slow, I want to feel every inch of it! Oh, God! Honey, I've got to go! Barry's started to fuck me, and it's hard for me to talk right now. Call me back in an hour. Bye." She grunted, as he pounded into her.

I laid in the dark room, feeling very lonely. "He gave me this job to get me on the road so he could fuck her when he wants!" I thought. "I know she loves me, but why can't he wait till I'm in town?" I waited a little over an hour and called her back.

"Hi Hon. Is Barry gone yet?" I asked.

"Yes he's gone. How's the trip going?" She asked.

"Well, I'm lonely. I miss you, and I'm jealous. What did you do with him this time?" I asked, stroking my hard prick.

"You want me to tell you all the details? Are you naked?" She giggled.

"Yes, I want to hear it all!" I breathed.

"Well, he started by licking me all over, slowly like you do. Then he slid his hard cock into me and fucked me hard for several minutes. He stopped to eat me some more, and forced my head down on him. I licked his cock and balls.

Then he pulled me onto my knees and slid into me from behind. I could feel his cock against my uterus! He climaxed and then we rested, me with his cock in my mouth, his head between my legs. When he got hard again, he took me quickly, then left. Something he said bothers me though." She said.

"What did he say babe?" I asked.

"He said he wanted to deflower my bottom! I've never done that! He even stuck his finger in my ass several times while we were screwing. You don't think he is going to try that, do you?" She asked, concerned.

"Honey, I don't think he could get that big cock in your butt, do you?" I asked.

"I don't see how. Anyway, I taped it all for you, I miss you. Hurry home." She begged.

"Is he planning on coming over again before I get back?" I asked.

"Yes, I think so. I have a feeling he plans on being here every night you're gone." She answered.

"Is that okay with you? If not, I'll call the office tomorrow and tell him to ease off." I told her, feeling anger towards Barry.

"No, That's okay. I can handle it on this end. If I'm not in the mood, he ain't getting it. You do a good job and I'll see you soon." She said confidently hanging up the phone.

The next night I called again, hoping not to hear Barry's heavy breathing in the background.

"Hey Babe! What's happening?" I asked, praying she was alone.

"Nothing right now! Wow you've got to hear this though!

Barry called today around noon and told me to come to the office, he had a surprise for us. I took a cab to the plant, and had lunch with him. He bought us a new car! I swear he did!" She said excitedly.

"A new car! Why?" I asked, suspicious.

"Well, here's the deal. First he made me sit under his desk and give him a blow job. Said he's always wanted to do it that way. It must have excided him, he shot a quart of jiss in my mouth! Then he told me that if he couldn't have my butt, would I let Fred do it to me. You know Fred? The one with the long really thin prick? I told him I didn't think so, but then he said he'd let me have a new car if I would, so I said okay." She said.

"What! Do you really want to do that?" I asked.

"Well no. But if you remember, I didn't want to do any of this. If we a get a new car for it though, I can stand a little pain. Besides everything else has turned out okay, don't you think?" She asked.

"Well, I guess, if you don't care." I said, trying to sort my thoughts.

"I really think his plan is to loosen it up so he can fuck me back there. Anyway, he and Fred are due here any minute and I've got to set the camera up for you. Will you call me later?" She asked.

"No, even better, just leave the receiver off the hook in the bedroom. That way I can listen to what's happening.

If either of them notice it tell them you don't want to be bothered with a call while you're doing it." I ordered.

"Okay! You're the boss. By the way, he had to tell Fred that we were married, but Fred promised not to tell anyone else. After they leave, if you're still on the phone, we can talk some more. There's the doorbell! I've got to fix the camera! Talk to you later. Bye for now." She said setting the receiver down.

I could hear her running about, fixing the camera, and going to the door. A half hour went by with no sound, then I heard their voices.

"You sure look great Sherry! I love these tits!" Fred said.

"Yeah don't they feel great! Let's take off those panties Babe." Barry said.

"Oh yeah! What a great pussy! Lay back I want to taste that baby!" Fred breathed.

"Lick that asshole some too Freddie! I want you to get it wet for later!" I heard Barry order.

"Here Sherry, suck my dick while he eats you." Barry again spoke.

Nothing but moans could be heard for the next few minutes then Fred spoke up again.

"Sherry, I've got to have some of that hot pussy right now! I'll get hard again for your sweet bottom later."

I could hear Sherry moaning around the cock in her mouth as Fred slid into her. Her breathing ragged as he punched at her cervix. After only a few minutes, Barry spoke up.

"Okay now move! My turn! Get on your knees Sherry, I want to finger your ass while I fuck you! Fred get me some Vaseline, I don't want to make her sore."

Only sounds of bed springs and grunting, fucking animals were heard for some time, then Fred announced he was ready again.

I listened to sounds of my wife fucking the two men for over two hours. Sometimes just one in her sometimes one in her butt one in her cunt. Blow jobs to re-erect the guys, pussy lapping to re-wet Sherry. Finally the sound of snoring! I figured the men had worn her out and themselves. I assumed Sherry had fallen asleep too, and hung up the phone, determined to make it back home the next night.

Arriving home around eleven, I crept quietly in the back door. I had seen Barry's car out front, and knew he would be in the bed with Sherry. As I peered into the bedroom, I caught Sherry's eye immediately. She was face down on the bed with her ass in the air and in the hands of a sweating Barry!

His face flushed as he pounded his mammoth cock into tight ass. Sherry only smiled, then closed her eyes and cried out her climax as Barry stiffened and shot spurt after hot spurt of man cream into her intestines.

Finished, they pulled apart slowly, Barry noticing me for the first time.

"Hey guy! How was the trip? See your new car out front?

Hope you don't mind me coming over to visit your beautiful wife so much this week, it's just that we opened some new areas to explore. Want to try some of the tightest asshole you ever saw?" He stammered, obviously surprised by my appearance.

"Yeah, maybe later. How about a drink?" I said, trying to sound unaffected my the sex show in front of me.

Sherry made me very proud by running to me, throwing her arms around my neck.

"Oh Baby, I'm so glad you're home! I missed you terribly!" She cried, small tears running down her pretty cheeks.

Barry dressed and we all enjoyed a stiff cocktail. After he had gone, promising to be back, sometime during the next week. Sherry and I enjoyed slow tender lovemaking.

"This is the best!" She said. "Our sweet lovemaking is so much better than the hard quick sex I have with the other guys. Did you want to screw me in the ass too?"

"Sure, but not tonight. Tonight I just want to hold you and tell you how much I love you. By the way did John come over any this week?" I asked.

"Only the first day, you know, I told you he came over for a quickie during his lunch break. Said he would call, but I haven't heard from him. Oh, by the way, Fred says he wants to come back again if it's okay with you." She told me.

"Did you enjoy him? Do you want him to come back. It's really up to you." I answered.

"Oh, I guess. He was okay, nothing special. It's up to you, I really don't care if anymore guys come over or not. I just want to make you happy. I do enjoy sex with Barry, and of course John is like our friend, so he's okay. Anybody else is up to you." She said, matter-of-

factly.

"Well I don't mind. Not as long as you video it all for me. If you are in the mood and he calls, then it's okay." I said falling asleep in Sherry's tender embrace, my hands filled with her breast.

John left for vacation that week, and the boss had to stay close to home after spending three nights at my house the week before. Sherry and I traveled together that week and arrived back in town Thursday afternoon.

No sooner had we arrived than the phone began to ring.

Sherry answered, and holding her hand over the receiver told me it was Fred wanting to know if we had plans for that evening. I told her no, and asked if she wanted him to come over. She said, "Well I have enjoyed our three days alone, but you never did do my butt, and well, Fred is kinda a specialist in that area. Would you mind if he did come over, just for a little while?"

I think I realized at that moment, more so than any before that Sherry would never be happy with just me again. She had walked the wild side and it suited her.

Yeah, it suited her just fine.

"No I don't mind. In fact it might be a real kick to watch you get it in the ass! I might even take seconds on it myself." I laughed, trying to hide my disappointment that I was not enough for her.

"Sure, come on over, and bring your tube of KY Jelly, I'm in the mood for love!" She laughed into the phone before hanging it up.

Kissing me lightly on the lips, she ran to the bathroom to freshen up and take a shower. I sat in the darkened living room thinking about the situation. I loved her, no doubt about that! I didn't want to lose her. I really didn't mind her making love to other guys, in fact it still turned me on quite a bit! I think though, that I would prefer we use guys we didn't know.

Oh, John was okay, but now there was Fred and big dick Barry, and damn it that just didn't leave much for me!

Maybe my ego was taking a little beating too. She hadn't even mentioned butt fucking while on the trip. I would have been glad to fill that little void for her if she had only asked. Oh, well, I figured I had asked for all of this. I had made my bed, now I had to sleep in it, even if there were three other guys in it with me.

Fred set an all time speed record reaching our house. His eyes twinkling with excitement. I couldn't hold that against him, I'd seen his very fat, very ugly wife. A quick flash of him firmly planted into his chubby little wife's butt caused a near miss with laughter, but I managed to control myself.

Sherry was still in the shower, singing lightly. I invited Fred to join me in a drink. He thanked me, and then shocked me by asking if he couldn't go in and surprise Sherry while she bathed.

I looked at his thin course face, wondering what Sherry could see in his beady little eyes that made her want to accept his skinny little prick in her body. I felt a flash of hate for this man, even though I really didn't know him that well.

"Yeah, sure, why not? Get naked and hop right in there with her! Maybe you'll get lucky and get to see her take a dump!" I said, momentarily losing my temper.

"Hey, man! I didn't mean to overstep my bounds. I really appreciate you guys letting me come over like this. I really didn't mean any disrespect toward either of you, it's just that your wife is gorgeous, and well, I've never been with a girl that beautiful before." He said, a very sad, panicky look in his eyes.

"No, Wait. I'm the one that should be sorry. I didn't mean to snap at you, I'm just tired. I'm complimented that my wife is so appealing to so many men. Shit! I wouldn't want if she wasn't so hot. I'm just tired from the trip. Tell you what. I'll fire up the hot tub, and we'll all go skinny dipping! How would that be?" I asked, feeling really bad for my actions.

I had thought the hot tub would supersede the need to see her in the shower, but I guess my point was too subtle. I went to the tub, turned the water temperature to one-oh-

three, and wandered back towards the bedroom.

The shower had been turned off and the door still slightly ajar. Some inner need in me, told me to peek and not just barge in. I edged to the door and through the crack could see Sherry seated on the commode, sucking noisily on Fred's slender prick. Fred braced himself on the curtain rod, his head thrown back in ecstasy.

Sherry seemed pleased as he unleashed a torrent of steamy cum, trembling and straining to retain his balance.

Temporarily satisfied, Fred told her we would be waiting for her at the hot tub and turned to leave. I managed to make a quick retreat to the kitchen, grabbing two beers from the fridge, and step out the patio door to the hot tub.

As I sat waiting for our guest, I wondered if he had asked her to administer the blow job, or if she had just fallen on his cock in a fit of lust. That thought bothered me a bit, until the hot water began to magically relax me.

Fred popped through the door with a smile, climbed naked into the tub, and again told me what a lucky man I was.

He volunteered that he had asked Sherry for a quick blow job to slow him down, and told me what a great one she had given him.

"I can't believe she swallows like she does, she's unbelievable! Does she do that for you a lot?" He asked.

"Anytime I want one and sometimes when I don't!" I laughed, feeling great pride in my hot lady.

Sherry joined us then, wrapped in a towel and carrying a tray of fruit and a bottle of wine. She smiled set the wine down, placed the tray on the edge of the tub, dropped the towel and stepped into the tub between us.

"Coffee, tea, of me?" She giggled.

"You babe. We both want you!" I answered, meaning every word.

We drank, we laughed, we ate of the fruit, both on the tray and the forbidden kind. Sitting between us afforded Sherry easy access to our throbbing cocks, and us access to her sweet pussy and tits. Sherry made me stand in front of her so that she could suck my glans into her mouth. I groaned my approval as she licked and sucked me to the edge of climax.

Then with a sudden move she placed me in the seat and straddled my hips, rubbing my cock against the very wet slit of her cunt. Smiling at Fred, she pushed down and engulfed my member into her incredibly hot vagina. Fred reached up to fondle her right breast, as I licked on the left one, sliding in and out of my wonderful wife. With a quiet moan I released my load into her, bringing an instant smile to her face.

"Cum in a hot tub!" She shouted gleefully, pointing at a white stringy gob floating to the surface. "Hey, both you guys have had orgasms, how about me?"

"You do the honors Fred, I've got to rest!" I said as he lifted her to the side, spread her legs, and with a smile began to lick and suck her juices and mine from her cunt.

"That taste great! Tasting both of you at once! You got to try this some time Bob!" He said.

When I recovered from my state of shock, I watched as he avidly sucked my juices from her. That's when he dropped the bombshell.

"You know I'm bi-sexual! That's how I found about you two being married. I was giving Barry his once a week blow job when he told me. I hope you two don't mind, and Bob, if you ever need one, just call me." Fred said, before again scooping a gob of cream from Sherry's snatch.

"Is that why you like butt fucking so much?" I asked, fighting shock.

"You got me! I'd rather do nothing else, but I love eating girls too. Especially this one, she has the sweetest pussy ever!" He smiled.

Then the real shock came!

Sherry raised up on her elbows, looked me in the eye and said, "I'd love to watch him give you a blow job! Would you do that for me?"

I hesitated only a minute before agreeing. Adding...

"Only if I get to suck his jiss out of you like he's doing mine now."

"Only if you suck his dick for me. Is it a deal?" She asked, excitement showing all over her face.

"Yes." Was all I could say as I reached into the water and began stroking his long hard cock.

"This is going to be the best night of my life!" Fred said. "Anybody want to fuck?"

"Yes, I do. And I want it in my ass, can you handle it?" Sherry asked Fred.

"You bet! Bend that pretty ass over the side here, and I'll give it all to you!" Fred threatened.

Sherry stood and bent over the side, presenting her beautiful ass for his inspection. Fred bent rapidly to his task, licking her asshole. Then sliming his finger with the jelly he slid it into her with one smooth motion.

"Bob, suck on my cock while I get her ready, then we'll take turns with her pretty bum." Fred said, winking at me.

Without a second thought, and a wink at my wife, I slid under his legs and swallowed his cock till it hit the back of my throat. Controlling my gag reflex, I sucked deeply at his shaft, enjoying the feel of his hard meat in my mouth.

After only a few minutes, Fred gently pulled me away and told me, "Okay, she's ready. Watch this!", Then slid his greasy cock into her plump bottom steadily till his balls bounced off her upturned cunt.

Sherry moaned with the intrusion, grunted, and then begin to push back at the pounding cock on each thrust. After fifteen or twenty jabs with his long thin cock, Fred pulled out and told me to take a turn.

The sensation of my prick entering her bottom was strangely exciting. Being somewhat larger than Fred, I could feel her start to tense up. Soon my balls also slapped her cunt and I lost control, cumming gobs of hot cream into her bowels. As I fell away, my cock rapidly shrinking, Fred took my place and drove his hard prick into her again.

He slammed at her mercilessly till he too climaxed with a howl, and slid back into the hot water. Sherry laid over the side groaning her pleasure. Fred looked over at me and said not to worry about the state of my softening cock, he said he would take care of it in a minute.

Sherry perked up at the sound of that and insisted that I sit on the edge so that he could suck my cock at that very instant. I pulled myself up on the edge and watched as my friend sucked my half hard prick into his mouth.

Soon I was again hard and jerking convulsively in the throes of a hard orgasm. Fred turned and kissed Sherry, sharing my load between them. Sherry had been sucking Fred to a raging hard on and the two of them soon slipped form the water and fucked like wild animals a scant three feet from me. I watched Fred's cock disappear into Sherry's hot cunt, only to see it reappear wet with her juice. He yelled his impending climax, and slammed into her one last time, shooting his goo into her depths.

Sherry rolled him off of her and told me, "Eat me now!

Suck his jiss out of me!"

I winked at my love and began licking thick gobs of cream from her cunt. He was right! It did taste great! A treat I mentally planned to repeat.

Fred left after that, leaving Sherry and I exhausted and eager to enter dreamland. Friday was uneventful at work.

John hardly spoke to me and Barry only waved in the hall.

I wondered if we had done something to upset them.

Saturday found Sherry and I sitting on our patio, enjoying the sunshine. Sherry was wearing the same suit she had used to dance at the bachelor party. The party that seemed to have taken place years ago, instead of only a few months.

We were surprised to see Barry and John at the back gate.

Neither had been over for about two weeks. We had become convinced that something I had said had upset them, or that they had gotten tired of sex with Sherry.

"Hey guys! Come on in! Can I get you two a beer or a coke?" I shouted, genuinely happy to see them both. We both missed our friend John, but Sherry really missed the sex with Barry and his mammoth cock.

After pleasantries were exchanged and drinks served we settled into a light conversation. I knew that they had come to talk, but didn't want to push either of them. I figured they would get to the point soon enough. Whatever had kept them away wasn't Sherry. They each filled a hand with her breast, eventually asking her to sit topless as we talked, saying how much they missed her. Since we have a very high fence around the back yard, she was happy to comply with their wishes, taking her bottom off too. I feel she was hoping to have sex with the two but, the mood was too serious.

Finally Barry felt comfortable enough to get to the point.

"Look Bob. You're doing a great job, I couldn't be happier. But, someone, I'm not sure who, talked around the plant about our arrangement. Mr. Washington called me into his office last week, I thought he was going to fire me! He didn't approve of me giving a promotion based on a man's wife's sexuality. He demanded details, and I tried to give him the information I thought would get me off the hook and keep you from being fired." He started.

"Look Barry, it's okay. We've saved a little money, I'll find another job somewhere. Sherry was even thinking about dancing for extra money since you guys don't seem to come over much any more. We'll make out." I tried to make this a little easier for him. He continued to talk, looking at Sherry's wonderful body.

"No, No. You haven't been fired! I told you, you have been doing a great job. That's not the problem. We haven't been over because we were embarrassed that we spilled the beans. We had promised you that no one else would find out and now Fred's involved. More than that, the boss wants in too. That's what we came to talk to you guys about. He says that if he can come over once in while, he won't say anything about it to Mr. Asnew the owner.

"We didn't know how you would take it, but it would save all our jobs, and if you let him then one or both of us will back out of the picture. We know that with me coming over two or three nights a week, and John over a night a week, and now Fred wanting to visit, that doesn't leave you guys much time and besides there's more to life than sex. Sherry is the best lady in the world, but she's got to have a life beyond pleasing all of us." Barry confided.

"Well we appreciate the concern, but Sherry has missed the two of you, and both of us are happy with the arrangement we have. I don't know if sex with Mr.

Washington is in the cards though, that's pushing it." I answered.

"Why not Hon? What's the big deal with this Mr.

Washington? Is he really old and wrinkled or something?" Sherry asked, stroking Barry's very hard cock.

"No Sherry, Mr. Washington is black. He's about thirty years old. A very big man. Hell, he must be six foot six, and weight two fifty or more!" Barry told her, unzipping his pants as he talked.

Sherry smiled down at his hand as he pulled his cock out.

Wrapping her small white hand around his fuck stick, she smiled at him and before lowering her mouth to his organ, said," I don't mind him being black. I've never had a black man. I still want to see you guys though."

"Gosh that's great! Do you mind Bob? Is it really okay with you Sherry?" John showing obvious relief gushed.

"No, I don't mind, if it's okay with Sherry, tell him okay." I smiled at my cocksucking wife.

Sherry only winked at me and went back to her blow job.

"I shouldn't ask this, but can I fuck her while she's doing that? It's really been a while, and I'm getting turned on." John asked.

"I thought you'd never ask!" Sherry smiled at him. "Get in there and do your best fella!" She joked.

I relaxed and watched as John mounted her from behind.

From the ease of his entrance she must have been really wet. The two men soon reached orgasm, filling her two holes with their male scum.

Later that afternoon Sherry and I discussed the conversation we had had with Barry and John. I was surprised that she seemed excited about being with a black man. The idea had never occurred to me, but I too found the thought intriguing.

Sunday evening Mr. Washington arrived promptly at eight.

He treated us both as good friends, quickly putting us at ease. He presented Sherry with a dozen red roses, and me with a bottle of Dom Pernon, which we opened to toast our new friendship. I was surprised at his level of nervousness. He was a gentleman to the end, waiting for us to make the first move. No mention of the conversation with John and Barry.

I decided to take control of the situation, and asked him what he thought of Sherry. He told me he thought she was a vision, and had a wonderful figure. I asked him if he would like to make love to her. He smiled a wide white toothed grin and told me I had a great future with the company.

I turned to Sherry and asked her if she'd like to show her new outfit to Mr. Washington.

"I'd love to get an impartial opinion! Bob always tells me I look no matter what I wear. Today I was at the mall, and I bought the most scrumptious outfit! Would you really like to see it?" She asked, picking up on my vibes.

Sherry smiled and ran from the room. She had not been shopping that day, but I knew she'd find just the right outfit for the moment.

"Bob, please call me Tyrell, Mr. Washington is fine for work, but not social occasions. I understand you are doing a great job for the company. I'm sorry I haven't taken the time to talk to you before, but I'm certainly glad I accepted your kind invitation to visit your home.

Tell me, are all the wonderful things I hear about you, and, uh, Sherry true, or is there a little exaggeration going on?" He asked.

"Well Tyrell, I don't know what you heard, but I think you're in for a very interesting evening. In fact I'm sure of it! Well here she is! Darling you look wonderful!" I exclaimed.

"Oh my! You are a very beautiful woman Sherry." Tyrell exclaimed.

Sherry was wearing a pair of Nike shoes with thigh warmers, a pink scarf around her neck, and the biggest smile you could imagine. Turing on her toes, she showed us her ass, then spun back around posing with her hands on her hips, her legs spread slightly showing a small patch of pubic hair and a pout on her pretty mouth.

"The shoes were on sale, what do you think?" She beamed.

"I'd say you got a hell of a deal! You know I've never seen a white woman nude before, and you are a visual treat!" Tyrell drooled, his eyes never leaving her pink nippled breast.

"Hey, I'm not nude! I'm wearing my shoes and a scarf!

Let's not get a rumor started!" She smiled. "Would either of you care to dance? I'm really in the mood to dance."

"You go ahead Tyrell, I'm still too tired from mowing the lawn today. You might want to take off that jacket first though." I offered.

Mr. Washington couldn't get his coat off fast enough. He jumped to his feet as Sherry played a CD of love songs, all slow and melted against his chest. They moved slowly about the room, Mr. Washington watching me the whole time to see if I was going to intercede. I only smiled at him and motioned for him to stroke her bottom.

He smiled back and slowly lowered his hands to her taut buttocks. As his confidence grew, his hands roamed more freely over her smooth body, finally slipping between them to cup her left breast. With an urging from Sherry, his head bowed and he sucked one hard nipple into his mouth. Sherry slipped her hands to the front of his pants and began to caress the incredible bulge growing there.

Her eyes lit up as soon as she realized what a large organ he had dangling in his pants. Her patience gone she began to quickly undress the smiling black man.

What a scene! My wife naked on her knees in front of a huge black man, wearing only French cut men's bikini pants. Eyeing the huge bulge nestled between his legs, and him being my boss!

I had turned the video camera on earlier, excited about the prospect of viewing it again later. His shyness had made the experience much more interesting than I could have hoped.

Sherry licked her lips, then reached up and began to tug down his tight fitting shorts. As his giant cock flopped into view, I could hear Sherry suck in her breath. She slipped the pants off his legs, never taking her eyes off his large balls and huge black cock. Then she took his nuts in one small white hand as she licked at the plum colored head of his thick shaft.

I could see her taste a pearly drop of pre-cum and then resume her tongue bath. She seemed to have some trouble getting the head of the large organ into her mouth, but somehow she managed to engulf about two inches. My best guess was that his prick was twelve to fourteen inches long. It was hard, but the weight of it forced it to hang at a forty-five degree angle.

"God! That feels good. I don't want you to stop, but I also have decided that you are really nice people and I don't want to force you into anything you don't want. Bob you won't lose your job, so if you want to stop Sherry, it's okay. If you don't want to stop, then lay back and spread those beautiful legs, I would love to lick that pink pussy of yours!" Tyrell offered, a gentleman to the end.

Sherry reluctantly let the bulbous head of his cock slip from her lips, squeezed his balls one last time, laid back, spreading her legs, looked Tyrell right in the eyes and said." Don't hold back! I want it all in me! Fuck me with that big black cock."

Tyrell fell to his task quickly, and was soon munching happily on Sherry's hot cunt. Sherry moaned her pleasure as he dined. Moving into position, Tyrell tried to get the head of his prick into Sherry, but seemed to have trouble. After several tries Sherry took charge.

"Here, you lay on the floor, I'll get it in!" She ordered.

He laid back, holding his long rod straight up as Sherry moved over him and placed the head against her small opening. I moved to afford a view between their legs, thrilled as the black cock shaft begin to disappear into Sherry's hot little pussy. She slowly continued the pressure till her ass crack rested against his balls.

"God! I've never been all the way in a woman before! You are the hottest tightest bitch I've ever fucked!" Tyrell screamed.

"Glad you like it! I like big dicks. I want this one a lot. Will you come back and give me some more? Or should I make this one last?" Sherry asked the astonished black man.

"Baby, I'll give it to you anytime you want it. Is that all right with you Bob?" He asked.

"I love my wife, and I love to see her happy! We'd love to have you over as often as you can come or cum, as the case may be!" I answered, mesmerized by the sight of his huge cunt splitter sliding in and out of Sherry's widely stretched cunt.

I watched as he began to hunch up towards her, sucking on her distended nipples. Watched as his ass muscles tightened. Watched as his cock twitched, signaling his orgasm. Watched as the hot white cream dripped from around his shaft, down onto his large black balls.

Sherry slid off of him and slowly licked and sucked him clean. She winked to me and signaled that she wanted me to suck her dry as soon as he left.

Mr. Washington thanked us profusely as he left promising to be back soon. I thanked him for his hot cream as I licked Sherry's cunt.

*

Tuesday of the next week, found me packing my things for my little road trip. Sherry had wanted to go, but both Barry and John had asked if they might visit, and since it had been a while since they had come over we thought maybe Sherry should be available for them. I figured that if I hurried I could be back home by Friday night, and we planned a nice weekend for the two of us.

My trip took me through the entire western part of the state. Wednesday night I pulled into a Best Western, took a steamy hot shower and called Sherry at half past nine.

The phone rang for several minutes before she answered. I had begun to think she had gone out for the evening and was preparing to hang up when she answered.

"Oh! Hi babe. What you doing that you take so long to get to the phone?" I asked.

"Well, Tyrell is here, and we were well, you know, we were having sex. What's happening with you?" She answered.

"Are you using the camera, like we agreed?" I asked.

"Yes, silly! You won't believe it though! He's done it twice to me already and it seems as though his cock enters me easier each time. I was sucking him back into condition when the phone rang, for another session. By the way, both John and Barry came to lunch. Have you met anyone to play with while you're on the road?" She asked.

"No. And I don't really want too. I love you and I think I'm beginning to feel insecure again, what with you screwing all these guys while I'm gone. Do you really enjoy the sex that much?"

"I don't enjoy it at all! I crave it! When I'm not doing it, I'm thinking about it. I don't know why, maybe it's just the idea of all the different sizes and all, I don't know. I do love you though, and if you don't want me to continue, I'll quit. Just let me know so I can tell your boss." She said.

"Oh, no! I don't mind, not as long as you tape it for me.

When does he think he needs to come over again?" I asked.

"He hasn't said. He did say something about bringing a friend next time, if you didn't mind." She said, sounding tired.

I told her fine, whatever she wanted and hung up, laying in the dark and imagining her spread out on the bed for Mr. Washington's big hard black cock. The image of him shooting gobs and gobs of hot white cream into and onto her raced through my dreams all night.

*

When I arrived I viewed the tapes she had made for me.

There were three full tapes, nearly six hour of her fucking and sucking John, Barry and Tyrell. Tyrell had come over twice, pounding into her from behind the second night till she cried out in pain. She never complained, but I could tell she was getting burned out on the whole thing. The sparkle was gone from her eyes and she never talked about it anymore.

Saturday we spent relaxing in the back yard, taking turns rubbing tanning oil onto each other's backs. When the phone rang, Sherry went to answer it. In a few minutes she returned to the back yard, looked at me and said.

"Well here we go again!"

"Why? What's up babe?" I asked.

"That was Mr. Washington. He said that he understood from the other guys that I like it up the ass and his friend has a thing for that type of sex. He said that if I would entertain him and his friend tonight that he would be sure to see that you got the entire state to be technical supervisor over. So, I guess you want me to do it, don't you?" She asked.

"Honey, I really don't care. We have all we need now. If you feel you want to do it then fine, otherwise tell him no." I told her truthfully.

"No, I want you to get that promotion, I'll do it. Go buy some snacks for us to eat later and I'll call him back with our answer." She told me, turning walking quickly into the house.

I watched her wonderful buttocks twitching as she walked, thinking no wonder the guys want to screw her back there.

I hurried to the store, deciding that tonight I would hide and see what really happens when I'm not around. Not that I didn't trust Sherry, It's just that I didn't really trust the fellows.

At eight o'clock that evening, Sherry said she was going to take a shower and get ready for her nine o'clock date.

I told her I was going out for a drink and I'd see her later. I then moved the car to the park down the street and walked back to the house. I secreted myself in the bedroom closet and waited for the men to arrive.

I wasn't kept waiting long. I peeked through the louvres, watching Sherry putting on her make-up, stifling a giggle when she dabbed perfume on her neatly shaved pussy.

By the clock on the bed side table, the doorbell rang at nine o'clock sharp, and Sherry hurried to answer it wearing string bikini panties and a cut-off t-shirt. She looked great!

I could hear the men laughing and Sherry preparing drinks for all. Sneaking from my hiding place, I found a spot near the top of the stairs that afforded me a view of the living room. The other man that Tyrell brought was Mr.

Asnew! A small wiry black man, going on the back side of fifty! I tried not to laugh as I watched this tycoon of the business world, openly ogle my wife! She tried to keep the conversation light, but Mr. Asnew was so excited he couldn't concentrate on what she was saying.

Mr. Asnew turned to Tyrell and told him he didn't think he would be needed further, and to pick him up in about two hours. Tyrell politely excused himself and left the couple alone. No sooner had the door closed behind him than Mr. Asnew asked Sherry if she would dance for him.

She happily agreed and put on some slow sexy music, undulating about the room.

Mr. Asnew was anything but shy, unzipping his pants and pulling his very thin, very long, very hard cock free. I starred in disbelief, the guy's prick must have been a foot long! Mr. Asnew rubbed it fiercely as he watched Sherry do a slow strip. When she was naked she moved to him and moving to her knees, began to lick and suck on the old guys hard cock.

Mr. Asnew removed the rest of his clothes, careful not to break the lip lock Sherry had on his dick. He then leaned forward and filled his hands with her soft tit flesh as she worked over his prick. After ten of fifteen minutes of this hot action, he leaned back against the sofa and groaned out a long climax. I could see Sherry smile around his cock as she caught every drop.

She laid next to him on the sofa while he stroked her naked flanks, telling her how good her ass fucking would be. It took over half an hour and another blow job to get the old guy hard again, Sherry grabbing his hand and heading for the bedroom. I rushed ahead of them to the closet, my hard cock in my hand.

As soon as they entered, he told her to get on her hands and knees, then stepped behind her and spit on his hard long cock. In moments he was balls deep in her tight cunt slamming against her with an urgency I had never seen before! Pulling free of her clinging pussy, he re-

positioned the head of his prick at her anal opening.

With a yelp he pushed the head into her and then slammed forward, burying the entire foot of cock into her rectum.

He fucked her hard for several minutes, as she reached back rubbing his balls. Finally with a last jerk, he began to cum in her bowels. She smiled and laid her head on the pillow, waiting for him to withdraw. Sherry fetched a warm wet towel and cleaned his tired wilted organ, then escorted him to the living room to wait for his ride.

After they left she came to the closet and opened the door, telling me she had known all along that I would be in there. She also told me that I wouldn't have to worry about going on the road anymore since she now had tape of him having sex with her! She explained her plan to blackmail the men into promoting me to vice president, and her plan to seduce Tyrell's wife.

She had found out through Tyrell that his wife, Olivia, was bi-sexual and had told him she would love to have a threesome with the two. She said Tyrell had seemed pleased, but afraid that his wife would find out he had been cheating on her. Sherry had assured him that his wife would never know a thing. They could come over for dinner and he could leave the rest to her.

Sherry and I still enjoy a threesome on occasion, but mostly with young muscular guys that we meet when we are on cruises! Oh, we still let old Mr. Asnew come over once a month or so, but the other guys have been filtered out of our life. Well. that is except Fred. I still enjoy sucking his hard cock once in a while!

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